On this day, the Evil Spirit Monarch sat on his throne as a subordinate delivered a report.
"Monarch, there's a Devil Swordsman outside who's slaughtering our people on a massive scale."
The Evil Spirit Monarch inquired:
"Which tribe is he from? What's his strength?"
The subordinate replied:
"From the Pig Demon Tribe, he should have Level 6 Strength."
The Evil Spirit Monarch erupted with Level 7 aura, saying coldly:
"These devils really go too far, daring to come to our doorstep; I'll meet with him."
The Evil Spirit Monarch's figure slipped into the twisted space and disappeared.
On the battlefield.
A tall and burly Pig Demon held an ancient book emanating a bloody light, continuously capturing powerful Undead and absorbing them into it.
"This time I can nicely replenish my forces. The seventh floor truly has better-quality Undead than the sixth floor. The riffraff inside the Book of the Undead can be replaced."
